Leonora Bernardi locked in the dark. Hurt for most of her life, scared of her own shadow. Not knowing what the outside world is like, she's the epitome of innocence. One look at her and it's like her aura could light up the room.
Nikolai Volkov fut...
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Aspectabund: - Letting or being able to let expressive emotion show easily through one's face and eyes.
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I didn't anticipate waking up like this at whatever time it is right now. I shoot out of bed when I hear a female scream, my heart beating rapidly in my chest, as my hands become sweaty. Leonora.
I rapidly move my head in the direction of my phone and hastily switch it on to view the time; 3:11 in the morning. I immediately pull a shirt over my head and stumble over to the door, pulling it open as I hear more whimpers and screams coming from down the corridor.
Taking large panicked steps down the corridor, I see my parents round the corner. Their eyes meet mine as I come to a hurried stop, their hair messy with sleep.
I quickly enter the room, Micah and Ivan are attempting to restrain Leonora as her hands begin to claw at the skin on her wrists and arms before reaching for her throat. My heart clenched as I saw her skin becoming red and rough, with some portions of her flesh beginning to bleed. She thrashes around some more, so Micah and Ivan clear the way for me to come over.
Knowing that touching someone during a flashback like this doesn't help, I order them to release their hold. Once Ivan and Micah reluctantly let go of her arms and legs and moved a short distance away from her form, I sat down next to Leonora on the bed.
Her body is beginning to settle down, and the whimpers are now coming out of her chest as I softly stroke the flesh on her cheeks in an effort to comfort her and make her feel warm. I try to calm myself down by taking deep breaths, I know it won't help Leonora with be being angry and worried like this.
"Leonora." I say whispering in her ear, hoping it will wake her up calmly, but nothing happens. If anything she looks like she's starting to panic even more, her whimpers picking up more as she claws at herself once more. I take her hands in mine, trying to stop Leonora from hurting herself.
"Leonora." I say more firmly this time, needing her to wake up from whatever flashback she's having. Please Leonora wake up.
"Leonora." My panic now setting in, as I realise she's not waking up. To deep within the nightmare I know that she's reliving. It hurts me to know that I can't do anything to help her right now.
"Leonora please." I continue, holding her hands to my chest, while I caress the soft skin on her cheek. Leonora's body now going into a state of pure panic, as she writhes around the bed.
"It's okay любовь. It's okay." (translation: love) I whisper trying to give her as much comfort as possible. I continue to hold her as gently as possible while she writhes around on the bed.
She quickly jolts slightly out of bed, her elbows bent behind her to rest on them. I move her long brown hair out of her face which has stuck to her sweaty skin. Her eyes unseeing as she stares in front of her. Leonora's breath's coming in and out worryingly fast.
